[Comprehensive] 100 ways to fight criminals

There was a lot of rain last night, and there were still traces of rain on the road and lawn in front of the door. I am afraid that the murderer had already calculated the time.The time of the victim's death was speculated to be around 40 o'clock last night, and the heavy rain started at [-]:[-] o'clock. He entered the house without leaving a trace, and avoided leaving muddy footprints due to trampling on the rain.

Song Yiqiao asked: "Who found the dead?"

"The servant who came to clean the room the next morning." Lestrade explained to her, "The deceased paid more attention to privacy. This villa is used for vacation, and usually the servant who cleans the room in the morning will stay for two hours. No one will be here, he was the only one there at the time of the incident."

"It's strange, isn't there a bodyguard? I mean, this... er, this gentleman is rich, so he is not afraid of some accidents?"

"There's no definitive information yet, but his wife should be here."

wife?

Song Yiqiao turned his gaze to the door and found that Sherlock had already entered inside.

"...I was on vacation in France at the time, and I didn't know anything about it. If you don't believe me, you can check my travel records."

There were several policemen standing in the living room as soon as they entered the door. The conspicuous one was a middle-aged woman with her hands folded over her shoulders. Her delicately made-up face was full of impatience and indifference, and she did not show any sadness of losing her lover.

"What good does it do for me to kill him? The money he earns is enough for me to spend my whole life! We have long agreed not to interfere with each other, and we have been getting along all these years without incident. Now he is lying on the ground like an idiot, you guys Don't understand what that means to me! It's so ridiculous, Coster is a genius, a little insurance money and what he has now is just a few years of money for him! So stop yelling at me, oh my My brain hurts, my god..."

She opened her mouth and shut it all for money, as if her husband lying on the ground at the moment was like a leaky piggy bank, without any warmth at all.

Song Yiqiao suddenly remembered the case of Mr. Henry back then. It was also the dead husband and the wife who was suspected of being the murderer.The chattering woman in her eyes looked vaguely at the Medusa who looked like a snake with a human head, swallowing her husband alive with a bright red letter.

"Miss Song?"

"what?"

She froze for a moment, and then realized that it was Officer Lestrade calling his name: "Sorry, I was distracted, what's the matter?"

"Your complexion is not very good, do you want to take a rest?"

Song Yiqiao touched her cheek subconsciously, and the freezing temperature made her shiver involuntarily.

"No, I'm fine," she replied in a low voice, "it's always been like this lately."

Sherlock had squatted beside the dead man at some point.Mr. Coster fell headfirst on the carpet. There was a bullet hole on his left back, which happened to hit the heart. Due to excessive blood loss, the exposed skin had turned blue-yellow, and the torn wound had broken internal organs and external organs. The overturned fat overflowed, and the air was filled with an unpleasant stench.

He opened a box, put on gloves, and reached into the bloody wound with tweezers, carefully removing fragments of the warhead.

"How about it?"

Lestrade asked in a low voice, for fear of disturbing his train of thought, but even though he was so cautious, he still gave Sherlock an irritable glance: "You are becoming more and more like your student Andre, it is not a good habit to be annoying. "

Song Yiqiao kept his mouth shut and decided not to correct his wrong address. He guessed that Anderson and Andre were hopelessly stupid in his heart.

Sherlock stared intently at the fragment for a moment, then suddenly pulled the dead man's hair with one hand, and raised his head to look at the face.

Song Yiqiao didn't understand what he was doing at all, and walked aside boringly.At this time, Mrs. Coster had already packed her things and was about to get up and leave. Several police officers could not stop her, so they could only watch her go out.

"If you have any questions, please contact my lawyer." She walked forward quickly with her head held high, her long dark blonde hair swaying behind her, until she got into a car and disappeared from their sight.

Mrs Coster was not a murderer—

Song Yiqiao's keen sixth sense told her that the murderer must be someone else. If there was something really wrong with her, Sherlock would not let it go.

"Is there any clue now?" she asked the young police officer beside her.

"The currently locked suspects include, in addition to Mrs. Coster, the servant who opened the door in the morning, and the business partner who had had several quarrels with him recently. But as far as the situation is concerned, Mrs. Coster and another gentleman have almost Suspicion has been ruled out because they all have clear alibi."

"So, is that servant the most suspect?"

"Not necessarily." He shook his head with a wry smile, "It's an old lady who is good at housework, but it's not sure whether she can withstand the recoil of a revolver."

"Poor logic."

Sherlock, who didn't know when he walked over, walked to the wall and took a look, and then said to Lestrade, "I need to see the other two people."

"Mrs Coster—"

"She didn't lie." Sherlock interrupted impatiently, and walked quickly to the door, "I want to see them in half an hour."

Song Yiqiao trotted behind him.

"As for you." He turned his head and looked down at her condescendingly.

Song Yiqiao didn't confront him hard, but blinked his eyes pretendingly, and his eye sockets suddenly turned red.She said with a faint cry: "My hands are like this, do you start to dislike me? That's not what you said in bed last time..."

To deal with certain people, this is the way to deal with them!

Sherlock's face darkened instantly.

Several police officers around were stunned, and Lestrade even said with an indescribable expression: "You..."

She almost laughed out loud, and kept hinting in her heart that she had to hold back, looking innocently at the ungrateful "former lover".

"What did I say last time?"

"Huh?" Song Yiqiao was taken aback.

Without waiting for her to respond, Sherlock showed an expression of "I remember it", and said with a half-smile: "Oh, I remember it. You must know that when a man is too involved, what he says is often irrational. It is recommended You better forget."

Song Yiqiao: "..."

Sherlock VS Song Yijo.

1:0

Song Yiqiao was completely defeated.

But in a way, she achieved her goal.Sherlock no longer tried to drive her back, and the police officers also tacitly allowed her to follow, but their eyes were a little strange.

She followed Sherlock in a taxi to the police station, arriving with several police cars.

From here, Song Yiqiao's face became thicker and thicker. She ignored everything and went into the police station together happily. She seemed to be very familiar with them and went to meet the two suspects together.

Of course, she still understands Sherlock's bottom line.

If it really interferes with the other party's reorganization of their thoughts, I'm afraid they will be invited out unceremoniously, instead of having a chair to sit on like now.

"You people are too long-winded, will I still fly over?"

Suddenly, a man in his 40s came in from the door. He was well dressed, of medium build, slightly fat, with a pair of bushy eyebrows wrinkled together, and his tone was full of gunpowder.

"I'll see what that Mr. Holmes can find suspicious!"

Song Yiqiao followed and stood up.

It seems that this is one of the suspects - Coster's business partner, Luke.